Minnesota did well at this year’s National Book Awards, with
two winners: Louise
Erdrich and William
Alexander. To put that in perspective, until this year only five Minnesota authors had won an NBA in
the past seventy-five years.
Naturally, the 2012 NBA results have people asking, “Why
Minnesota? Why now? Is there something in the water?”
Well, we have a lot of water here in Minnesota—11,842 lakes
worth, to be precise. And we have a similarly impressive number of writers. In
my little universe of Minnesota kidlit I can name 126 living, published writers
of children’s literature, and I suspect there are a few dozen I missed.
And that’s just kidlit writers. There are similar numbers of
published writers in literary fiction, mystery, romance, science fiction,
fantasy, nonfiction, drama, and poetry. I would guess that there are well over
a thousand published writers in this state, and probably twenty times that many
who are working on as yet unpublished works.
That makes Minnesota, a state that has a mere ten electoral
votes and contains only about 1.7% of the U.S. population, relatively saturated
with writers. How and why this has come to be is a long story which I may
address in a future post. For now, I’ll just say that the writer population in
Minnesota seems to have reached the point of self-sustainability. Writers come
to Minnesota, and they stay in Minnesota, because there are a lot of writers
here.
You know that image of Doctor Zhivago huddled alone in his
freezing garret scribbling out his love poems by candlelight? That is not
reality. It never was. Writers need other writers. They need other writers who
understand that what they do matters, and who understand how challenging it can
be. They need other writers to compete against, to offer criticism and
encouragement, to set an example, to raise the bar. They need other writers to
applaud them when they succeed and curse them jealously for that same success.
They need mirroring, they need to witness the triumphs and failures of their
peers, they need community.
We have community in Minnesota. Many of us are quite active
within it, others mostly keep to themselves. But even the most solitary of us
benefit, I believe, from living in a place where we do not have to be alone.
2 comments:
What a nice description of a community! I'm not a writer, but I belong to several other communities that offer similar kinds of support and encouragement, including the neighborhood I live in.
I suspect it's those long, dark winters that produce so many writers. Here in the sunny desert, folks are outside finding all kinds of excuses not to write. (at least I am!)
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